After a moment, Diego finally squirmed in Noah's grasp, trying to pull his wrists away to no avail and groaned softly at the pain of being held there so tightly. He liked it, the jolt of pain going through his body and he wanted more of it and was going to do whatever he could to make Noah give him more.

"Do you really think I'm going to stop talking because you threatened me?" He let out a soft chuckle and looked vaguely amused. Even out of the sight of others, it was still difficult to express himself properly. "Besides, I wouldn't mind you choking me, so it's not much of a threat."